On Edge Of Line Poem by Kranthi Pothineni

On Edge Of Line

Rating: 5.0


On the edge of line I stood
On one side is my home
On other side too is my home
But I have no home to stay in

I slept on the edge in light
And walked on it in night
With wandering souls I said
At least you, rest in tomb

In hear came the milky ones
As well as silky and shaky
With many dreams and hopes
Only for silence to linger hear

On this edge I hear the songs
And the cries in the breeze
Far from both sides of this line
But in hear its calm forever

This line tells me many tales
Some are faery tales to smile
Some are teary tales to share
But all its tales are truly fair

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Antonio Liao 20 January 2010

yah! like pleasure of time....a timeless expression of life...a dream a God bless 10 +

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Anju Addanki 20 January 2010

Thats a good write.very nice.

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Prince Obed de la Cruz 20 January 2010

the first verse is kinda tricky which makes the whole more interesting... nice write!

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Sathyanarayana M V S 20 January 2010

I agree with Yoonoos. The stanza formation is symmetrical and the images are vivid.

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Marieta Maglas 20 January 2010

On this edge I hear the songs And the cries in the breeze wonderful meditative confessional poem 10/10

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Padmapriya Boddapati 25 January 2010

I agree. Most of the thinking, feeling people feel that they are on the edge.Undecided, confused and disoriented in many moments of life. Well penned.

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Louis Rams 24 January 2010

it seems that this line is in a state of limbo, alive yet dead and searching which way should he go. intresting write

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Walterrean Salley 21 January 2010

'Some are teary tales to share, But all its tales are truly fare.' Some of life's experiences are sad and difficult to share. At times we cry, Life is hard, but fair. A lovely poem.

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Joseph Poewhit 21 January 2010

' I slept on the edge in light ' that is a rally great line - BRAVO

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Rajaram Ramachandran 20 January 2010

I have homes but I have no home-seems to be a paradox, yet the poem speaks well through out.

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